Maybe I'm just a kid Maybe I just don't fit in I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, to go now I don't want to go to school But don't get to
I got a million better things to do Than to play rock 'n' roll Honey, if I blow your fuse Can I please be excused? Gotta right myself today I can't right
Temper is a package Pulling at its bow Darling disasters Help you grow Panthers build their blood to bury Daughters leave their dads to marry Hide in
Cross your fingers behind your back Squeeze mine until they crack I must have known you were just promising Promising, promising Toothy smile, girly
Maybe I'm just a kid Maybe I just don't fit in I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready to go now I don't wanna go to school But I don't get to make
I watch the clock a lot To see where I'm at in the plot It's like a movie Starring me It's all so moving to me And I don't wanna leave This walkin' dream
I'm serious You'll see I'm working on my abs I'm working on me Oh, I'm kickin' Yeah, I'm calm Oh, I'm kickin' Television Television Stop shopping,
The ashtray says you were up all night When you went to bed with your darkest mind Your pillow wept and covered your eyes And you finally slept while
Watch out for your friends Well, they may lose in the end Sometimes their child can make you sin What is a man without a friend? We all live within a
Well find a way regardless To make some sense out of this mess Well, It's a test, but I believe A kiss is all we need All the above for being in love
I'm the boy that looks excited I'm the boy that's gonna fall apart Candyfloss, I lie to myself I'm the boy that eats his heart out I know I should be
It's against the law to walk, and against the law to talk Against the law to loaf, against the law to work Against the law to read, against the law
Paul Robeson, he?s the man That faced the Ku Klux Klan On hollow grove?s golfing ground His words come sounding And all around him there To jump and
I don?t feel bad I don?t feel lonely I?m just glad it?s over I don?t need your love, I don?t want it Heaven is up above And I?m upon it without you,
a knife in your back, Are you being attacked, Oh this is a fact, That you need to know, Oh, oh, oh, oh Wilco, Wilco, Wilco, Wilco, Wilco will love you
Come on, children You're acting like children Every generation thinks It's the end of the world All you fat followers Get fit fast Every generation Thinks
Once I thought the world was crazy Everyone was sad and chasing Happiness and love and I was the only one above it Once I thought without a doubt I had
You and I, we might be strangers However close we get sometimes It's like we never met But you and I, I think we can take it All the good with the bad
